Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother
Chapter 140
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Seraphina’s POV 1
The Morrison house looked exactly the same as I remembered from before visits–white clapboard siding with forest green shutters, a wraparound porch lined with hanging flower baskets, and that old wooden swing.
“They’re gonna lose their minds,” Caleb said again as we pulled into the gravel driveway. “Mom’s been cooking since I called. Pretty sure
she made enough food to feed the entire pack.”
I managed a weak smile.
He turned off the engine and looked at me with those kind blue eyes. “You ready for this?”
*No.* I wasn’t ready for anything.
But I nodded anyway.
The front door burst open before we even made it up the porch steps.
“Seraphina!”
Margaret appeared in the doorway like a force of nature–gray hair in a messy bun, flour–dusted apron, arms already outstretched for a
hug. Behind her, Robert emerged with that gentle smile I remembered so well.
“Oh my goodness, look at you!” Margaret pulled me into one of those bone–crushing hugs that only mothers could give. “You’re skin and
bones! Haven’t they been feeding you in that fancy city?”
“Mom,” Caleb warned gently. “Let her breathe.”
“Don’t you ‘Mom‘ me, Caleb Morrison.” But she released me, her weathered hands moving to cup my face. “Let me look at you properly.”
I tried to smile, tried to pretend her maternal concern wasn’t making my chest ache with longing for something I’d never really had. “Hi,
Mrs. Morrison. It’s good to see you.”
“None of this Mrs. Morrison nonsense. You’re family, sweetheart. Always have been.” Her eyes–so much like Caleb’s–searched my face
with motherly worry. “You look tired, honey. When’s the last time you had a decent meal?”
“I ate on the bus-”
“Bus food doesn’t count.” She was already herding me toward the front door. “Robert, get her bags. Caleb, wash up. I’ve got pot roast in
the oven and fresh biscuits cooling on the counter”
of the house was exactly as I remembered. Worn hardwood floors covered
The smell of
toward the living room. “We turned Caleb’s old room into Robert’s workshop, and the guest
perfect,” I
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chattering about local gossip and asking
babies of yours?” she asked, passing me the butter for my third biscuit. “Caleb mentioned you have a new
halfway to my mouth. “They’re… they’re good. Growing
lit up. “I bet they’re beautiful. Do they
his father’s eyes. Lily has mine and Damien’s mixed together–blue–green like
“They’re perfect,” I whispered.
my voice because she reached over to pat my hand. “Of course they are, honey.
are.”
that–the weather, local news,
my mind
right now? Was Damien home, or was
thinking about me?
asked about
back
tired,” I lied. “It’s
sweetheart.” Margaret was already standing, clearing dishes
you get settled while us old folks clean
“I can help-”
toward the living room. “You’re a guest in this house. Guests don’t do
hour later, after hugs and “sleep well, honey” and promises of pancakes for
Caleb and me alone in the
couch with pillows and blankets, even found an old stuffed animal
I said quietly. “For all of this. I know it’s unexpected, me showing
studying my face with those perceptive blue eyes. “You
told you, I
other people when handle it yourself. So whatever brought you to my
you
have trouble. You
down at my hands, folded in my lap like a prayer. “I
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“Start wherever feels right.”
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